<p>Thanks for asking...I'm doing a lot better. I managed to get through to almost the end of the day yesterday without crying! But then exhaustion and overwhelm took over for a little bit. My husband came home to sleep for the first time last night, so he was able to support me by sharing some of the logistical stuff I had on my plate. Of course the one night we leave Micah under the care of the nurses, his color started getting pale and they put him on oxygen. They called to let us know this morning so we wouldn't be alarmed when we got there. It turns out it's helping with his sleepiness and he's been feeding even better than before. He pulled out his feeding tub yesterday and the nurses haven't felt a need to put it back in. The doctor is talking about letting him come home tomorrow! He can bring oxygen home with him if necessary. </p>
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<p>On Saturday I came down with a fever and violent trembling and ended up in the ER. They wanted to make sure it wasn't something postpartum related. After spending most of the day there and being hooked up to all kinds of things, cathetered, etc., they couldn't find anything wrong with me. My mom was with me the whole time, which was great. They just sent me home to rest, so I slept most of the day on Sunday, which must have been what my body needed. </p>
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<p>We've been so blessed by our community. People have brought us the most incredible food every day (how is it possible that every single one of our friends is such a great cook?!) and are getting organized to pick my daughter up from school, clean our house, fix a leaky faucet, etc. At the same time I learning what my limits are about visitors, how many times I want to tell someone how I'm feeling, and who I feel like sharing my feelings with. My mom heard that one thing that can help is to help spread the news of the diagnosis so we don't have to tell people over and over again, and I'm about to send an email to pretty much everyone I know so we can get that over with. </p>